bugün
- tai lung vs gocu25
- fusya semsiyeli yabanci'nın gerçek kimliği39
- gocu'nun bomboş olması12
- true ve habire12 adlı orospu çocukları6
- kürtler asimile edilmelidir11
- habire1225
- seviyenin bugün yükselmesi için ne yaptın5
- miiletin annesi namus değil mi4
- analı avratlı sözlük kavgaları3
- 1 gocu'ya 4 kişi dalması5
- uludağ sözlük adalet sistemi3
- true nickli yazar14
- şemsiyeli olayının gerçek yüzünü açıklıyorum10
- diego dur allah ını seversen zaten ortalık karışık2
- sözlüktekiler kaç yaşında8
- erkek kavgasının çok sıkıcı olması4
- sözlükteki kemaliklerin birbirlerine dalaşması2
- et döner dürüm9
- nicki 4 harfli olanların tehlikeli olması2
- orospu çocuğu bir arap olmak4
- kızlar bakar mısınız4
- arkadaşlar ben feykime geçiyorum4
- s'i l v'e r m'i s t2
- dinde kabul edemediğiniz şeyler2
- kanal 32
- gammazlık2
- sözlüğe renk katan yazarlar hangi rengi katıyor21
- sözlüğü sallayacak itiraf5
- şemsiyeli benim10
- kadir inanır'ın kendi ailesine miras birakmaması6
- yanlışlıkla plaj şemsiyesine diklemesine oturmak3
- introsuyla bizi bizden alan şarkılar5
- bitanem diyen kova burcu erkeği3
- dünyanın en ölümcül terör örgütü hristiyan lra8
- allah'ın yasakladığı cinsel ilişkiler10
- analize bak şimdi5
- filistinliler türklerden daha zengin3
- sözlüğün en güvenilir yazarı3
- evliliği ayakta tutan güçler13
- sarı poşet kudurtması13
- gocu isimli erkeklerin ortak özellikleri4
- ekşi sözlük7
- manisada okul saldırısı17
- herkesi seven insan7
- ikizler burcu kadını olmak7
- anneye söven aşağılık insan3
- iyiliğin yan etkileri5
- allah15
- arkadaşlar bırakın kavgayı kaşıkları çıkarın2
- şüphe4
Entropia albümünden slow pain of salvation şarkısı
when i was a little child, i once found a bird lying on the ground.
it would not ever fly again.
i held the bird up in my hands, i shed my tears over the lovely song that
not longer could be heard.
never learn to fly.
with dirty hands i dug a hole and gently laid the bird to rest in soil:
a wound in the tear stained mud.
my tears wore rain as i revealed the secrets of a tree.
a cross of bark to speak through wooden grains:
"never learn to fly"
i sang a song which i remembered my grandma used to sing
for me, when i was sick and laid in bed.
then i cursed that day for showing me my own mortality
for then i knew that all that lives turns cold. cold and dead.
and now time has passed by beneath my wings.
that was then i'm older now, but still i can't forget that rainy day.
i raged against the ending times, though some day soon my son will maybe
find the tree i cleansed of skin.
no chain-sling will ever climb its rotten limbs.
and when the time has come for me to die, i want to lie beside that bird.
never learn to fly.
when i was a little child, i once found myself dying on the ground
and now i'll never ... fly...
when i was a little child, i once found a bird lying on the ground.
it would not ever fly again.
i held the bird up in my hands, i shed my tears over the lovely song that
not longer could be heard.
never learn to fly.
with dirty hands i dug a hole and gently laid the bird to rest in soil:
a wound in the tear stained mud.
my tears wore rain as i revealed the secrets of a tree.
a cross of bark to speak through wooden grains:
"never learn to fly"
i sang a song which i remembered my grandma used to sing
for me, when i was sick and laid in bed.
then i cursed that day for showing me my own mortality
for then i knew that all that lives turns cold. cold and dead.
and now time has passed by beneath my wings.
that was then i'm older now, but still i can't forget that rainy day.
i raged against the ending times, though some day soon my son will maybe
find the tree i cleansed of skin.
no chain-sling will ever climb its rotten limbs.
and when the time has come for me to die, i want to lie beside that bird.
never learn to fly.
when i was a little child, i once found myself dying on the ground
and now i'll never ... fly...
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